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Ok. Last thing for (my) night. The wife heard the call to prayer for the first time. She woke me up mid-night and asked what that sound was, I said it was just the call to prayer. She then said, "How should I know that?? I've never heard it before." I said, well, I love that sound -- it is one of my favorite sounds ever. She agreed it was beautiful.

Pick one made from thuya burl, so we can cut it up and turn into wa handles Have fun in Marrakech. We were there with a group of 4 friends almost 25 years ago, lived in a small hotel just around the corner from the main plaza - couldn't have been expensive because we had no money. Bit that was during ramadan, so once the sun went down, everybody was out there and it was crazy, exotic, chaotic etc, in a very fascinating way. Fond memories.

Just a couple of pictures from my trip. (1) My daughter looking at all the slippers at a shop (2) A nut and dried fruit salesman (3) The big wood window where I stayed in Marrakech and (4) the dyers' market in Marrakech.

I was in Tangiers in 1970. First I got taken to an interrogation room in the airport where they grilled me about U S Air Force deployment strength. (Name, rank and serial number, followed by threats of imprisonment as a spy. But they let me go.)

The streets were filled with gangs of child pick-pockets and drug sellers, and we witnessed a knife fight in the middle of town. I had enough of Morocco, thank you very much.